After the rebirth of the villain in Chuan Shuwen

Jiang Wen was extremely angry when he saw the monk in Tsing Yi like this. Unfortunately, his cultivation base is only at the Foundation Establishment stage now, and there is nothing he can do about him, he can only let him be arrogant on his head.Zuo Qing was very anxious and kept pacing in place: "What should I do?"

Jiang Wen got a headache from watching it, interrupted his movements, and comforted him: "Don't worry, even if he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can't break through this protective shield."

The monk in Tsing Yi has been looking for Xuan Mo's whereabouts, but he has not ignored Jiang Wen and Zuo Qing. He naturally heard Jiang Wen's words and knew that he was underestimated by a monk in the foundation period. He lost his mind instantly and took out a black The sphere said with a grim expression: "It's just a small town, let me break your turtle shell now."

"No, it turned out to be Thunderbolt!" Jiang Wen, who was originally leisurely, changed his face suddenly, and stepped back quickly, obviously very afraid of Thunderbolt.

Xiao Chongzhi, who had been watching the excitement, also became serious. He had read the Thunderbolt bullet record in the Artifact Refining Atlas. It was a one-time offensive magic weapon, and its power was equivalent to a full-strength blow of a monk in the out-of-body period. The defensive ability of Fangshi's protective shield is equivalent to that of a spiritual weapon, and it can't stop a thunderbolt bullet.

Chen Fan on one side obviously knew about Thunderbolt, and his face was a little pale. The two looked at each other, and retreated to the Lingxi Pavilion not far away in tacit understanding.And the black-skinned monk who noticed something bad had already wrapped up the booth on the ground and hid in the crowd.

Not far away from the Refining House, a white shadow looms, it is Xuan Mo who confronted the monk in Tsing Yi before, he has practiced a special skill, so no one present, including the monk in Tsing Yi, noticed he.

Standing in the shadow, Xuan Mo looked at the monk in blue and the thunderbolt in his hand, and took a slight step forward. If the monk in blue really wants to destroy this market regardless, he should go out.

Although he wanted to live, his heart would not allow so many people to die because of him.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the little thunderbolt in the hands of the monk in Tsing Yi. At this critical moment, a hand stretched out from behind the monk in Tsing Yi, tightly holding the monk's hand, and directly shot the Thunderbolt The bullet was snatched from his hand.

The cultivators watching below took a deep breath, and looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind the cultivator in Tsing Yi in disbelief. Someone was able to snatch something from the Nascent Soul Da Neng.

But when they saw that person, everyone was no longer surprised. There was no other reason, but because the person who suddenly appeared was also a powerful Nascent Soul.

"I don't know who offended you, so that you want to destroy the entire Linlangfang City regardless of the safety of everyone in Lingxi Pavilion?" Bend, asked with a smile on his face.

The moment he opened his mouth, Xiao Zhongzhi suddenly raised his head. He knew this man. He was the mysterious black-robed man he had met on the Yunwu Plateau before. Although his voice and clothes had changed, But the fluctuation of the soul has not changed.

The monk in blue is far less calm than what everyone sees. At this moment, his heart is completely filled with panic. The pressure from the monk in red in front of him is too great. He is also in the Nascent Soul Stage, but he has no thought of resisting. , After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't care about Lingxi Pavilion's face, I just wanted to force Xuan Mo out. He has always been a hypocrite, and this kind of time will definitely appear."

"Oh, is that so?" The person came with a half-smile, clasped five fingers, and crushed the Thunderbolt bomb in his hand into crumbs. Looking at the black powder falling with the wind, the monk in Tsing Yi was very distressed.Today is really a big loss, not only did not catch Xuan Mo, but also abolished two treasures.

However, seeing the appearance of the person opposite, the monk in Tsing Yi suppressed all his dissatisfaction, and said in a flattering tone: "Since fellow daoist is here, I won't bother you here anymore. Presumably Xuan Mo hasn't appeared for so long, so he shouldn't be here." Let's go here." After saying that, the monk in Tsing Yi turned around and wanted to leave, seeing that the other party didn't intend to stop him, he was secretly happy.

But before he was happy for a long time, he felt a huge pressure coming from behind him, and his figure staggered. The injury he suffered in the previous fight with Xuan Mo could no longer be suppressed. At this moment, he also ignored face and took out The flying magic weapon left as if fleeing, and the face of the Nascent Soul cultivator was far less important than his life at this time.

The monk in red smiled. He was in a good mood now, and he didn't care about him. He casually glanced at the panic-stricken people in the market, and walked to Jiang Wen's side like a leisurely stroll.

Jiang Wen, as the treasurer of Lingxi Pavilion, has always been quite proud and ignored others. Now seeing the monk in red, he looked like a fanatical fanatic. His face was full of admiration, and he said in a respectful tone: "Pavilion Master, it's just a trivial matter, why do you have to come in person?"

Although the monks around were afraid of the Yuanying monk, everyone had a heart of gossip. They were not far away at this moment, and they all listened to Jiang Wen's words.

Hearing Jiang Wen call him the pavilion master, everyone was a little surprised, but they felt it was a matter of course.

The name of the owner of Lingxi Pavilion is Huan Wenlan. He is as mysterious as Lingxi Pavilion. He rarely shows up, but there are legends about him everywhere in Qingyingjie. monk.

"Small matter?" Wen Lan smiled playfully, and the evil spirit in his eyes was even worse. He was in a good mood today, and he didn't care about the monks around him. He said to himself, "Your fate is indeed a small matter, but you are not a messenger Did you find that thing?"

Jiang Wen was not dissatisfied with Wen Lan's words, but took it for granted, and while guiding Wen Lan respectfully, he replied: "Jiang Jiao did get that thing today..."

The two walked farther and farther away, and the crowd gradually lost their voices, and dispersed with regret.

Xiao Chongzhi looked at Wen Lan's fiery back, and his desire to improve his cultivation became more and more intense. Now that he is too weak, even basic self-protection is a problem, how can he fulfill the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Chen Fan was looking at the sky with burning eyes, and there seemed to be flames beating in his eyes.Xiao Zhongzhi was a little surprised, he was able to act under the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage because of his strong soul, and it was really strange that Chen Fan was not affected by the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage.

It just so happened that Chen Fan turned around and his eyes met. A strange atmosphere was created around the two of them. They both knew that the other had a secret, but they both chose to ignore it.

The two nodded to each other, agreed to meet again in half a month, and separated according to the previous plan.

On the top floor of Lingxi Pavilion, Wen Lan held the branch of Jiuyou Ice Crystal Fruit in his hand, felt it with his eyes closed, and nodded with satisfaction: "You and Jiang Jiao did a good job, thank you."

Regarding the praise from the pavilion master, Jiang Wen smiled all over his face, and then seemed to think of something, and asked with some hesitation: "That Qi-refining monk who sold the holy grass..."

Putting the branches into the storage space, Wen Lan said casually, "Kill it."

There was obvious hesitation on Jiang Wen's face: "But he is a disciple of the Songshan School."

Wen Lan also frowned slightly: "Songshan faction?" He touched his chin, "That's difficult, I heard that they got the news, with the opening of the Anyuan Secret Realm, the inheritance inside it also opened , Those two old guys from the Songshan faction also came out, after all, that is the inheritance of that person, and it is too conspicuous for us to do it now..."

Jiang Wen bent down respectfully, without disturbing Wen Lan's thinking, just heard him continue: "Don't do it yourself, if you have the opportunity, let others do it, if you don't have the opportunity, forget it, but he is a small person, forgive him and he won't know What."

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The Artifact Refining House doesn't look big from the outside, but after entering it, one finds that there is something special about it. The outermost room is a room that is only half the size of the first floor of Lingxi Pavilion. In the room, there are all kinds of materials for making artefacts and the utensils used for making artefacts. The furnace, on the far right of the room, has a passage that winds inward.

When Xiao Chongzhi went in, he heard an old man explaining the passage inside the Refining House to the monks.

"The passageway of our Refining House doesn't look long, but the space formation has been arranged by the seniors. The space inside is very large. Both sides of the passageway are refinement rooms. Considering the problem of the refiner's spirit fire, every The ground fire has been introduced into the refining room, so even if you don't have spiritual fire, you can still refine weapons in the refining room."

Seeing the satisfied expression on the monk's face, the old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Of course, don't worry about the safety issue. There are hidden spirit arrays arranged outside every refining room. Unless it is the Nascent Soul stage, no one can I saw what little friend did inside. As for the price, the Refining House has always been adhering to the concept of serving all monks, and only one low-grade spirit stone per day."

The monk was very satisfied after hearing the old man's words, and readily took out 60 yuan of low-grade spirit stones, and set a time limit of two months.

Artifact refining is similar to alchemy in that it burns spirit stones very much. Without the support of huge spirit stones, it is very difficult for casual practitioners to refine artefacts to the level of a master artisan, so the artisans are very generous.

Xiao Chongzhi walked around the refining house, and found that it really lived up to its name. Not only were there a lot of common refining materials, but even some rare materials could be seen in it.Thinking that he didn't even have a magic weapon, Xiao Chongzhi gritted his teeth, bought a piece of Yunchen iron, and rented the refining room for two weeks, paying a total of one middle-grade spirit stone.

However, after entering the refining room, Xiao Chongzhi knew that the spirit stone had no white flowers, and the heat wave that hit his face made him know that the ground fire introduced by the refining room was by no means an ordinary flame, and it was at least at the level of a sixth-grade yellow fire.

When he was about to walk to the refining furnace in the center, his footsteps stopped suddenly. A young boy with a delicate face was leaning against the refining furnace. Seeing him approaching, his eyes showed a cold look. Although he didn't have a big expression, he was on guard Moves like a little wolf cub.